I'll admit, I wouldn't consider myself the most handsome man, short slightly receding hairline with a slim, yet not muscular body frame.The amount of ...imes I'd have to conceal my growing erection beneath my pants, holding a book or newspaper over my lap, or just crossing my hands over so nobody, especially Cassie, would notice how aroused I was becoming by her. I won't argue that I was enticed by her behavior, despite being my daughter's best friend, but the male instinct in me to be drawn. She rolled the bottom of the blouse up and knotted it under her breasts. It gaped open, revealing an incredible amount of curved breast flesh. When she moved her arms you could catch an occasional glimpse of her nipple. But without a bra under that nearly sheer blouse you could see her nipples fairly well anyway.I finished removing the two pleats that Jeff had ordered me to cut out. I put the skirt on and looked down.I heard Jeff chuckle at the consternation on my face.I already knew how bad it. In fact, I doubt that my young body has ever looked better. When they explained somewhat ahead of time what I was in for, they told me to expect to be naked most of the time, so after toweling me off, they helped me get into a big, soft terry cloth robe. The purple and red print caught my eye when it first sat on my body. It had a richness to it that elevated my psyche and for better or for worse, my hidden nipples were erect under the fabric. Not only that, my slit was wet as well and my. We chatted for a moment then I went into the living room and watched some TV. Vicky, however, followed me and sat next to me on the couch. She was wearing her ubiquitous T-shirt which just covered her hips. I wondered what she had on under the shirt. I felt my dick stir in my pants again. I tried to glance at her chest to see if I could tell if she was wearing a bra, to no avail. I finally gave up on TV and went to my room, leaving her on the couch. She appeared at my door and said, “ Are you.